MAINTAINING HER GAZE

              Maintaining her gaze, I felt her serinity without a word. Body language. Being unhurried, opening her blouse, reveals beautiful breasts and dark nipples that looked like Hershey Kisses. Sexy you recieve my embrace sweetly, then holding tight, wanting nothing between us. We kiss with tongues in battle. Nibbling lips, sucking tongues and a little sexy drooling. Hard nipples press into me, still kissing with faces flushed with passion. Still no words, just soft moans from time to time. Coming out of my shirt, you lick and suck my nipples ravenously, making my pipe hard, hot and throbbing. Dropping my jeans she gripped with two hands and licked me from tip too balls. To myself I thought, "Damn, if she can play a real flute like she's playin' me, she would have six albums". Then taking me hungrily into mouth, sucking me like a vaccuum. With her right hands on my butt she mouthed me down with sensual movements. I shivered with impulses as your hot tongue ran laps around the firm. Being more hungry than rewarding, I take my rightful place between gorgeous thighs. Taking my time, you gasps as my tongue penetrates your temple. Probing in and out of your juicy pot of honey, spasming tongue over swollen clit. I thrill too the sweet taste of orgasm one. In a frenzy, stomach muscles ripple through an aftershock that hit as hard as the first, making that two. A steady grinding of your dewy honeypot too my hungry mouth made your juices flow freely, like someone left the faucet on. Rewarding my efforts we kiss passionately. Before we finish, we sip some wine and smoke a bowl. And when she exhales, sits back, maintaining her gaze......





                Sir Lancelott